Rain
Rain, Rain come my way - Poetry Contest
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Hold me as I await the turmoil that
proceeds my sorrowful downpour beneath.
A flash of regret sinks under the tunnel
and barricades my refreshing nightfall
showers of remorse. Outside I found a puddle.
It seemed sad yet elated. It knew my pain
and wanted to reassure me that a brisk
cleansing would do me some good. No
matter the season I seem to find much
comfort in the washing away of my sins.
Rain may come, and rain may go but
the one thing that remains is the strength
it carries. Mother nature has freely given
me a reason to reveal my desires for pain.
Showers of sincerity flood my actions as
the streams form a river of grief. There
are shadows crawling under the pond
created from my tears. As the rain falls,
so do my consequences and later in the
night I am no longer aloud to speak. My
words are gathered in a wishing well
and as the sweet petrichor arises my
voice returns. There are tempests and
tornadoes among me, but I need the
rain to over shadow my tears. That way,
no one knows my pain. A new day arrives
and I am beginning to realize the purification
I receive as the salt pours from my eyes.
They fall as does the rain, and I rise as
does the sun.
Date Written: June 5, 2016
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2016
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